
The Watch Dog watches. Or: Dorito Ears in Silhouette.
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This guy. LOL.
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"May I help you?"
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Zelda serves as sentinel in front of me while I rest on the couch yesterday. Because the Watch Dog Watches.

She is ever-present. So many kisses.
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Olivia Twist, in one of her favorite sleeping positions: Paw on Head.
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I'm working in the living room today, because my back is still so totally fubared that I can't sit upright at my desk. And this, directly across from me, is what's going on with Dudley:

LOL FOREVER. This dog.
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I don't know exactly what the square footage of our house is, but it's around 1,200 sq ft. Not a huge house, but plenty of room for everyone to spread out. Still, this is why I say it wouldn't matter to the furry ones if we lived in a studio apartment:
Video Description: Sitting at my desk, I film Sophie the Cat sitting on the red tub chair beside me. Then I pan right, to find Matilda the Fuzzy Sealpoint Cat stretched out on my desk. Then I pan right and down, to find Zelda the Black and Tan Mutt sitting beside me; she turns and curls up on her bed. Then I pan right, to find Dudley the Greyhound chilling in his open-door crate. Then I complete the rotation, coming back to Sophs.
Olivia the White Farm Cat was indisposed. By which I mean eating in the kitchen, obvs.

"Whatcha doing? Can we help? Can we have a treat?
We haven't had a treat in like 5 minutes."
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So, the way the furniture in our living room is arranged, there's an opening between the ends of the chaise and the ottoman through which one has to walk to leave the room after being seated on the couch. And that opening is narrower than Dudley is long. Which means that at least once an evening, he positions himself so he blocks my path, trapping me in prime butt-scratchin' position.
And who can resist this face?

Not me! So I happily oblige him, giving his back haunches a good scratching, while he flops around happily, throws himself against my legs, grins over his shoulder at me, and rubs his face on the chaise. Until he is content. And then it's back to napping.
Video Description: Dudley rubs his face all over the chaise while I scratch his back. And then he walks around me in a circle, climbs up on the couch where I'd been sitting, and curls up to go to sleep.
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I have mentioned previously that Matilda purrs like a fuzzy wee lawnmower. When she's upstairs napping, I can sometimes hear her all the way downstairs.
Yesterday, she was lying on my desk beside me, just purring away contentedly, so here is 30 seconds of Tils purring. In case you need a virtual cuddle with a happy cat.
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One of Sophie's favorite pastimes is lying on her back, just beneath the railing in the loft, and slide back and forth and back and forth, interspersed with frisky bouts of dashing up and down the stairs. I've never been able to catch her in the act before, but I managed to get a little bit on video yesterday:
Video Description: Sophie the Torbie Cat lies on her back under the railing, with her paws reaching up to grab it, then scoots quickly along the underside of the railing. She pauses, looking around, scoots a little further, then flops up and starts running to the other end of the loft, diving under the rail halfway across, and zipping underneath again. She pauses briefly before turning around then running into the loft to jump on Iain's office chair, where Matilda is trying to nap.
She is SO SILLY! I was trying so hard not to laugh while filming her.
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Zelly and her pal Lottie.
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This guy. ♥
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Ms. Fuzzy Business, lost in thought.
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Dudley: Large and in charge.
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"Phbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt!"
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Tils, almost certainly thinking about Tony again.
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Dudley had some blogging to do, but was interrupted by a nap.
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Dudley is tall. Very tall. He's so tall that Zelda, who is a 60-pound dog, can casually stroll beneath his belly barely having to duck. When they play together, she is a swirling streak of shiny black fur as she does figure-8s between his legs, weaving away from his reach as he tries to grab the toy clutched in her jaws.
Dudley is also long. Very long. One of his favorite passive-aggressive maneuvers is to stand sideways in front of me, his long flank blocking anyone else from reaching me, while I deliver the requested affection.
But the thing is, he's tall. So Zelda has found a way to thwart him.

"Me! Pet me now!"

Irresistibly cute.
Meanwhile, in cat news...

"Just you wait for my exposé on these dog shenanigans!"
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